The lamingtons of my childhood were often the size of a Rubik’s cube… and drier than the Australian outback. These bright, sweet gems are about a quarter of the size, and the sponge alone is something magic. Add white chocolate, blueberry jam and lemon curd and you’re subverting tradition in the most delicious way. Continue reading →

Inspired by an assortment of donated citrus, a sunny afternoon, and a hankering for something tart but delicate. Serve after dinner on a Sunday night, with good friends, a glass of sparkling wine and a few hours of uncontrollable laughter. Continue reading →

In France, it’s Bastille Day. The Tour de France is on. In Darlinghurst, it is dark and cold. The Tour de France is on TV. There’s no better time to bake this Summery Corsican ricotta cake
…then pair it with Wintery spiced pears. Continue reading →

Last time I visited New York, the final sweet days of Summer were upon us, and every restaurant had a “[citrus] pound cake + [seasonal fruit] compote + [thick dairy product]” on the menu. This is a result of fond memories and cheap blackberries. Continue reading →

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These are the recipes of The Lucky Baker.

Usually experimental. Never perfect. Usually dependant on what’s in season and what’s in (or not in) my kitchen. Lucky only in the sense that the more you work at something, the more fortunate the results.

I am…

...The Lucky Baker. An Australian in New York City. A proofreader. A baker of cookies and pies and cakes (sometimes). Still getting to know sourdough, Fahrenheit, and American butter.